"Sister, who are those people sitting in the audience?" After having New Year's Eve dinner at her uncle's house, Song Xia and the other two returned home and happened to catch the Spring Festival Gala. Song Jiao pointed to the people sitting upright on the TV and asked.
"Some are performers, some are relatives of TV station staff, and some are probably leaders, but I'm not too sure."
"How can one become a leader inside? How can one become an official?" Suddenly, Song Jun, who had been silent all along, asked with unusual seriousness.
Song Xia was slightly surprised, and immediately felt that this was a very good opportunity to guide Song Jun. If Song Jun could really pass the civil service exam in the future, many of his qualities would not have a chance to be displayed. Just like Song Jiao wanted to be a star, she would live under supervision. Even if she pretended to be good, she would have to pretend for a lifetime.
"To become a leader, you first need to get into a good university, choose a suitable major, and then take the civil service exam after graduation. Civil service positions in smaller places are relatively easier to obtain than in big cities, but civil service positions in big cities offer better career prospects, but are also more difficult to obtain."
After explaining, Song Xia paused for a moment: "If you want to take the civil service exam, your life record must be spotless, and you also need to have high emotional intelligence. You can watch the news in your spare time and listen to how public figures talk."
"I see."
"Xiao Jun, were you provoked by your second aunt's husband?"
Song Jun said with disgust, "I just can't stand their smug and arrogant attitude. I must achieve more than them."
Song Xia said gently, "Don't take other people's words too seriously. It's your life. I still hope that you will choose a job you like in the future. There are many ways to become a successful person. You don't have to force yourself to do this one."
Upon hearing this, Song Jun looked at Song Xia with a more moved expression, and his tone became even more sincere: "Sister, I don't know what I like, but I know very well now that I want to make something of myself, I want to change the minds of those who look down on me, and I want to prove that their views are wrong."
"Then you should work hard. Taking the civil service exam is indeed a good choice. In the eyes of many people, having a civil service job will make you much more successful than your peers. Basically, as long as you don't make any big mistakes, you'll be set for life."
"And what about you, sister? What do you want to do in the future?" Song Jiao turned her head, her eyes full of concern. "Song Jun and I both have goals, but you haven't told us yours yet."
Seeing that the two of them were looking at her curiously, Song Xia chuckled and said, "Me? I want to be a medical worker. I want to save those patients who are suffering from illness."
Song Jun and Song Jiao were surprised to find that she had such lofty ideals. They immediately felt that their reasons for striving for them were somewhat unbecoming, as if they were only doing it for themselves.
Song Xia saw through their thoughts. Although she knew about their selfishness in their previous life, she still didn't think there was anything wrong with them fighting for themselves in this life. Life is too short, and people should live for themselves. It's just that they shouldn't harm others in the process of doing so.
"There's nothing wrong with doing things for yourself. There's only one Confucius in the world. Sister, this is just an ideal and a wish. It's uncertain whether it can be realized. When you become stars or have a government job, you will have the ability to help more people. Maybe you will be more helpful to society than someone like me with lofty ideals. So there's no need to worry about whether your dreams are good or bad."
Song Jiao and Song Jun still felt somewhat uncomfortable after hearing this. They didn't have a dream of helping society; they were only doing it for themselves.
Song Xia continued, "In the process of doing things for yourself, if you unintentionally help others, that is also a good deed. Xiao Jiao and Xiao Jun, as long as you don't harm or ask others for your own purposes, that's enough. You just need to understand that you have to work hard for what you want, instead of asking others to do things for you for free."
The two were confused and didn't dare to say what they wanted to say. Was the older sister implying that they shouldn't rely on her too much?
But judging from her daily life, she doesn't seem to be such a heartless person.
Unbeknownst to them, their thinking had subtly changed, and they no longer considered it a matter of course to ask Song Xia for things.
Perhaps human selfishness is fostered by indulgence. When someone spoils you unconditionally, you always demand more. But when someone suppresses your nature, you gradually realize that you can only earn rewards through labor, and you gradually stop complaining about the work assigned to you.
At midnight, Song Xia led the two to the rooftop to set off fireworks, and then gave each of them a red envelope.
"This is your sister's New Year's money. It's money I saved from my allowance, not from Dad's inheritance. It's not a lot, just to bring good luck. Go back to your room and get some sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow to wish Dad a Happy New Year."
Song Jiao and Song Jun never expected to receive New Year's money again this year, so they were quite surprised and a little at a loss. It seemed that neither of them had thought about buying anything for their sister.
The two waited for Song Xia to come downstairs and then huddled together to discuss: "Do you think we should buy something for my sister?"
"What should I buy? It seems like I don't need anything." Song Jiao said awkwardly, "Cheap things are useless, and expensive things are a bit too much for me. I only have so much pocket money."
"Have you forgotten how many times we were mocked by our second aunt, and who stood up for us when we had a conflict at school? Our older sister is even older than us, but she gets the same allowance as us and even saves up our New Year's money."
"I didn't say I wasn't going to buy it. Isn't it just about choosing a suitable one? Do you have any good ideas?"
"Buy clothes? Buy shoes?"
"Are you stupid? Those older sisters have already sent us so many clothes and shoes. Buying more would be a waste." Song Jiao rolled her eyes.
"Then what do you suggest? Flowers? A doll? That's even more impractical. Come to think of it, we've never really paid attention to what your sister likes. Do you remember anything Dad bought for her before?"
Song Jiao shook her head. In her memory, her father always brought things for her and Song Jun when he came home. Her sister rarely asked for anything, so her father didn't buy much. Thinking about it, they had neglected her sister in the past, but now it was her sister who did the most things, taking on the responsibilities of the two of them.
She put herself in others' shoes. If she were the older sister, she would definitely feel wronged and wonder why she was being treated this way. No wonder her sister asked her and Song Jun to do housework at the beginning. At that time, she even hated her sister. Now that she thinks about it, her sister was actually very generous.
"Let's give her a nice hair clip, her bangs are getting a bit long," Song Jiao said determinedly. "We'll help her with more housework in the future, at least by cooking the rice and preparing the dishes before she gets back."
Song Jun looked at her in surprise. They were twins, so they knew each other perfectly well. He never expected that Song Jiao would be so considerate of others. He himself didn't even realize that when he thought this, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.
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